Ghost Shelter System

When Qin Kun joined the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, he heard him mention it when chatting with Ge Zhan. When Yang Shen had not become famous and was responsible for his own job, many unknown comrades in the world took care of him, so that he would not sleep in the open. street.

Therefore, when Yang Shen led his fellow practitioners to the temple, it was also to give those fellow practitioners who were not proficient in Taoism and had mediocre qualifications a way out.

These people later became the guardians of various parts of China.

Their inheritance exists in the system of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, from top to bottom. No one knows whose skills they have inherited or whose Taoism they have learned. In short, this incense relationship continues.

These people should be called heroes and should die with dignity.

After Qin Kun finished putting on his makeup, he sat in front of the brazier, inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, and bowed.

Captain Meng and the surviving staff member Xiao Li were crying loudly. The situation in front of them reminded them of their memories all the time, making them more painful. After death, it is like a light goes out, but those who survive are not necessarily better than those who have died. people feel better.

Half an hour later, two middle-aged men came to the door of the Spiritual Detection Department. They were both oily-faced and slightly chubby. One wore glasses and the other was bald.

"Who just called the funeral home?"

As soon as the middle-aged man wearing glasses finished speaking, he let out a sigh, his eyes wandered around, and finally stopped in the house. He moved his nose and smacked his tongue: "It's so heavy."

The morgue is at the back of the office building. Although it is not as large as the Mordorin Detective Department, it is still underground. This middle-aged man can feel the corpse aura at the door, and he has some skills at first glance.

Qin Kun was outside to get some air, and when he heard the man speak, he knew that the person from the path of life and death was coming.

"Both guests, you are welcome and well."

A long time ago, Lao Wang gave Qin Kun the phone number of Fengdu's customers. Of the eighteen customers in Fengdu, only twelve were found this generation. Witchcraft is prevalent in Wuzhou, so it naturally exists here.

Two middle-aged men, both over 50, a few years younger than Qin Kun's father, the bald man and the glasses man were startled, and grinned: "It turns out we are the same. Only Wang Shouyi knows our identities. , Seniors Qu Chengyang, you... are from Linjiang, right?"

"Nine levels under the Huangquan Tianfu, nine mountains and nine rivers under heaven are the same! Gao Hong, a disciple of Fengdu, dare to ask my little brother about the disciples?"

"It doesn't matter if I stay alone in the eight wastelands of Fuyu Town and don't worship the Three Pure Ones. I have gained immeasurable karma from the Heavenly Lord. I can't see the land of bones in the blue sky! Fuyu Mountain, Qinkun."

The two of them took a breath: "Is it...a contemporary black dog?"

This is the legend of Mount Fuyu. No one knows whether the Tengu in Mount Fuyu is their carefully trained disciple or the incarnation of the legendary oracle. In short, half of the legends about Mount Fuyu revolve around the Tengu. Some people say that this is a story that was made up by a person who was born to know the past and the present, across the years, and knows destiny. Some people say that this is a story made up by Fuyu Mountain in order to compete with Maoshan.

What the two disciples can know is that this young man should not be underestimated.

"Brother Qin, if you don't mind, just call me Lao Gao. This is my partner Lao Jin." The glasses man spoke readily without any regard for seniority.

This is a face to Fuyu Mountain and recognition of the Southern Sect and Northern Sect.

"You two disciples are too humble. I used to be a subordinate of the old Wang Wang Shouyi and also a colleague. Just call me Xiao Qin."

The two of them were startled, Xiao Qin? Has this young man ever worked in a funeral home?

The two of them were a little confused, but they didn't ask any more questions. They followed Qin Kun and walked in. As soon as they entered the morgue, their breathing was slightly stagnant. At first glance, they saw a row of dead people.

The whole morgue was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and several corpses were highly decomposed, with a pungent odor. The faces of the deceased were peaceful, and they had obviously been taken care of. I am afraid it was the black dog in charge.

It's just... Logically speaking, at this temperature, the corpse shouldn't rot like this.

Lao Gao, who was wearing glasses, touched the corpse and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "rigor mortis occurs fastest 30 minutes after death, usually 2 or 3 hours after death, reaches its peak around 13 hours, and begins to ease at 2436 hours." Corpse It is still in a stiff state, and the time of death should not exceed 30 hours, but the maggots have already appeared. This thing will not appear until 13 days after death, right?"

The bald old Jin also touched it and expressed his approval. He saw white maggots squirming in the mouths and noses of several corpses, which was completely inconsistent with common sense.

Moreover, some maggots have already metamorphosed into adults. This speed is not ordinary!

Captain Meng and clerk Xiao Li were startled. They had naturally seen these two people before. The one wearing glasses was the senior director of Wuzhou City Funeral Home, and the bald middle-aged man next to him was the supervisor of the cremation building.

Mr. Qin, who was sent by the General Administration, called them here for what?

Qin Kun said: "Two disciples, you have also seen the body, and you may have figured out what happened. The boy Tian is a member of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, and I have been asked to handle this matter. Revenge must be avenged."

Lao Gao adjusted his glasses and said with a sneer: "As the leader of Fuyu Mountain, the rivers and lakes are far away, the temples are high, the path of life and death is the path of life and death, the spiritual detection department is the spiritual detection department, and the two of us are from the funeral parlor, why are you telling us this?"

The subtext is, if you want revenge, it's up to you. We are the ones who burned the corpses and don't want to get involved in this matter.

Qin Kun smiled and said, "Two things. One, ask two retainers to cremate the deceased."

"This is a simple matter, what about the second one?" Lao Gao is a cheerful person. After cremation and burial, Fengdu disciples serve the deceased. If there is no evil in the place, it will naturally fall under their control.

"Second, please invite the two diners to invite all the comrades from the world of life and death here, and I'll treat them to a meal. The place is... Captain Meng, where is the most upscale restaurant in Wuzhou? It's best to be open all night. "

Captain Meng was listening to some vague words from Qin Kun and Director Gao when he was suddenly asked and replied smoothly: "No, there is no one open all night... Juyunzhai on Keji West Road is open until 1 am. .”

Qin Kun nodded and continued: "The location is Juyunzhai, and the time is 12 o'clock in the evening."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, Lao Gao looked as ugly as constipation.

After a long while, Lao Gao said awkwardly: "Is it too abrupt to be the black dog? The path of life and death is complicated. Although I once worshiped Maoshan and respected Fuyu, now everyone lives a prosperous life and makes money every day. The appeal of your family Already...already...incomparable."

Qin Kun smiled and said: "You can just call me Xiao Qin. Could you please help inform the two diners? Please don't worry about other things. I just feel that everyone is living too comfortably and has forgotten their roots. I am in charge of this stall. , to give some explanation to the deceased, and of course to give some warnings to some people."

Qin Kun's smile made people shudder. Lao Gao and Lao Jin looked at each other with bitter and strong expressions. This was their first impression of Qin Kun. This black dog in charge of Buyeo Mountain has no reputation, status, or qualifications. Do you really think that he can respond to everyone with just three words: Buyeo Mountain?

I'm afraid Maoshan can't even do it...

Lao Gao sighed: "For Senior Wang's sake, I'll give it a try. If no one goes by then, Xiao Qin, you...can't blame us."

"No!" Qin Kun smiled heartily, handed over a cigarette, and lit it for the two diners, "If the mountain doesn't come, it's me. If I go, it's the mountain."

If the mountain doesn’t come, it’s me. If I go, it’s the mountain? !

Lao Gao and Lao Jin looked at each other in silence. The signal from this sentence was already obvious. This dinner tonight was destined to be a Hongmen Banquet.

Is he going to take action against his comrades?